Heart of the Woolf (Woolf Series) (17 page)

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He started toward her, shook his head, and went to the door
instead.

She watched, shocked. Was he leaving?

At the door, he bent to get something from the floor. Plastic
bag in hand, he walked in her direction.

Her sultry smile returned of its own accord. “What have you
got there, lover?”

His smile sent goose bumps across her body. It made her want
to tear off his clothes and attack him.

“Something that will please you very much.” He reached inside
the bag and drew out something elongated.

It was a long dildo, a dildo made in the fashion of a
realistic-looking cock, with all the veins and bumps.

Her eyes widened.

“I’ve been thinking seriously about this need of yours.” He
reached out and caressed her cheek. She closed her eyes and rubbed against his
hand, letting his voice wash over her. “I love you, Adrienne. I don’t want to
change any part of you; it is what made me love you in the first place. I want
to try to accept it, so I thought we’d go with a toy for the second cock
initially.”

Love for him overflowed her heart. She couldn’t ask for
anyone better. She opened her eyes and looked at him. “You don’t have to do
this, Jake. I can live with just you in my life --”

“Yes, I know I don’t have to; but I
want to.
” His eyes
were earnest and dead serious. “There is a difference, you see.”

“You really want to?” She asked slowly.

“Yes.”

A wide grin split her face. “Well, what are we waiting for?”
She stood on tiptoe and planted a kiss on his lips. “I love you, big guy.”

He said teasingly, “And that’s why you love me: my big
cock --”

“Big heart,” she said, tracing a heart-shaped figure over his
chest. She continued impishly, “Although the big cock doesn’t hurt.”

Jake laughed. “I knew it!”

Hands flew, tearing off clothes amidst laughter. Lips meshed,
twisting together in a hungry torrid kiss. Her hands caressed his back,
lowering to palm his buttocks, kneading and pulling him closer. His hand
insinuated itself between their bodies, dipping into her folds to test her
wetness and encountered the gushing cream of her desire.

They fell onto the bed in an ungainly heap. Their kiss broke
off, allowing them to catch their breath.

Adrienne tingled from the intense look in Jake’s eyes as he
gazed down at her. His fingers were still in her pussy, playing with her clit
and inciting her to more wetness.

He handed her the dildo. “Play with it for me.”

Her blood boiled. Taking the dildo from him, she placed the
tip of the dildo in her mouth. Without taking her eyes from him, she licked the
protruding head and sucked it the way she did his cock. Thicker and rounder,
the dildo filled her mouth. She missed the way a real cock throbbed in her
mouth though, and the feel of satin sheathing steel.

She was gratified by the way his nostrils flared and the increased
intensity of heat in his eyes.

She pursed her lips in a kiss as she drew the dildo away from
her mouth. She ran it down her body, circling her breasts and then down her
abdomen to her pussy. His eyes followed its teasing movements. She nudged his
hand away and pushed the dildo slowly into her dripping cunt.

His breathing quickened. One hand played with her breast, but
his eyes never strayed from where the dildo was slowly fucking her pussy.

God, the dildo was stretching her. It seemed to be a bit thicker
than Jake and massaged every inch of her vaginal walls. It felt
terribly
delicious. Her eyes fluttered closed. She was soon lost in the building
sensations, the increasing pressure ...

Jake grasped her feet and put them on his shoulders.

Her eyes opened.

Jake hovered over her.

Raw desire was stamped on his face. His cock was a bulging
stiff length of lust. “I’m joining you. Wait for me,” he said, his voice
guttural and hoarse.

Hunger gripped her in its basic state. Even with the dildo in
her pussy, she wanted Jake’s cock in her as well.

He dripped lubricant into her opening and onto his cock. His
hands stretched her ass cheeks apart. He drove into her tiny opening.

She gasped. Two cocks stretched her, filled her. Jake thrust
in a rapid blur, his cock rubbing against the dildo through the thin membrane
separating the two passageways. It created a friction that burned her. She
arched. Her fingers worked the dildo, brushing over her clitoris as she slammed
the heel of her hand down on it. Hard.

Incredibly, she felt his wonder at the newness of the
experience, of having another cock rubbing against his, of the increased
tension it engendered. His surprise mingled with a satisfying enjoyment and
slammed into her hard, mixing with her own.

It was too much. She started to buck. She screamed his name
and convulsed, her muscles constricting around the two cocks, milking them of
their essence. Jake shot his load into her, shouting as he came.

Seconds later, they lay on the bed side by the side, panting.
Jake removed the dildo from her pussy, which dripped with her cum.

Adrienne’s gaze roved over his face, searching for any sign
of discontent or disgust. Though he had felt pleasure during their lovemaking,
there might be some negative feelings
after
the fact. Though she looked
closely, she didn’t observe anything other than male satiation. “What do you
think?”

“It’s incredible.” He captured her lips in a passionate kiss.

You’re
incredible. I never thought it would be that way. I think I want
to try it again.” His eyes twinkled. “Or do you have more tricks up your
sleeve?”

To say that she was delighted with his response was an
understatement. “Don’t worry, love, there are lots
more
things I want to
experience with you.” She leaned close and murmured against his ear, as if
sharing a dirty secret. “How about let’s try this position next? ...”

 

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